HA! I was just looking at an early-'60s Travco motorhome.Little known fact today, instead of a "black water tank" they had something called a "Destroilet" - it was a toilet with a propane incinerator to burn shit!

TPBM is also panicking that time to get ready is running out.

GreyCoyote: "At this rate it wont be long before he is Admiral Fukkit."Delle: Singularly we may be dysfunctional misfits, but together we're magic.

True 'dat. The first was after having taken my 3 mile constitutional and then doubling back on the bike and was nothing short of exhilarating. The second reinforced the first and eased me into the third which bordered on the orgasmic, and the fourth was so mellow it felt like suckling a breast.

Except it's not milk, the bubbles contain little wisps of smoke and I don't actually eat the cookies until I've made enough bubbles. Sometimes it's choc chip, sometimes it's pecan sandies, it could be pretty much anything not nailed down.... except this one time.....never mind.

Ya got that right. Big chunks of undercooked apple slices in some kind of gelatinous goo all encased in a soggy "crust"

On the other hand. A mixture of apple varieties where some cook down almost into an applesauce texture and a combination of sweetness and tartness combined with butter, sugar, cinnamon, and a few dried cranberries and a crumble topping still warm topped with a double heaping portion of vanilla bean ice cream starting to melt a little.

tpbm likes to eat but doesn't like cooking

The next morning you will wake up pretty much your old self except that a very unusual 16 hours will have been added to your store of life experience.